She resisited. Suddenly my left hand found hers. I felt the rock on her left hand. My hard on got bigger. This was going from bad to worse."Mmmmmm...mm...maybe you're not minding as much as you're pretending", she gasped in my ear. She nibbled on my earlobe as an exclaimation point. She slid her hand in my underwear. Her soft fingers began to stroke the length of my shaft. "You're playing with fire BITCH"!Who said that? Did I just really hear that?It sounded like me.But that wasn't. With that the champagne arrived and we all turned back to the cabaret.The next act consisted of the guy with the large cock and two girls who proceeded to have an intense threesome on the stage and at one point they were joined by a woman from the audience who sucked the strippers cock while one of the girls rubbed her pussy. This seemed to push Josie over the edge and she put her right foot on the table and the left over my lap and asked me to carry on touching her which i immediately did. The. . nope... DAMNING blue eyes. Tan and towering over me. Ugh and his smell. He smelled of I don't know what. Man. Just the delicious scent of Man. I inhaled deeply and tried to let on that I thoroughly was pleased with just smelling him let alone what else I would do with him if I had been capable at that moment. I had to look straight up and he damn sure was looking straight down. I didn't know wether to spread my legs for him to really see through those white shorts to my eveything so I could. Then, with many hands to hold her they stripped her naked, and someone got a tin of boot polish and a brush, and they blackened her from her tits to her knees. Then unceremoniously she was escorted (marched) to the bath houses. There she was dunked in a cold bath and handed a scrubbing brush and bar laundry soap, and told to clean herself. When she finally came back into the barracks her skin looked red raw from the scrubbing, and she was told to make her bed properly and allowed to get in it..